“You know, I have the perfect idea.” She walks to her bag. “Keep your hands behind your backs. Don’t fucking move.”
She zips it open and pulls out the biggest schlong I have ever seen—a double-ended dildo that makes both of our eyes nearly pop out of the sockets.
“What the hell is that?” I mutter.
“Oh, this?” She wiggles it around like it’s some kind of slapstick joke. “I call this ‘the giant.’ One of the many toys I have at mydisposal to make little subby boys squirm. And you two are going to swallow it whole.”
CHAPTER 22
Xavier
My dick twitches again,and I hate how I immediately glance at Orion like the fact that he just stuck his tongue down my throat has now become correlated.
“That’s a joke, right?” Orion asks, gulping.
She chuckles. “You know, I didn’t think this night could get any better after I already had some fun with my other friend, but you just made it a whole lot more interesting.”
Friend?“What friend?”
Her eyes narrow behind the mask. “Getting jealous again, Xavier?”
She marches toward me, and as she towers over me, I shudder in place. “I just …”
She cups my face and caresses me in such a gentle way that it catches me off guard. “You want to be the only one to please me?”
I lean into the palm of her hand. “Yes.”
When I try to kiss it, she pulls it away. “I am no one’s belonging.”
My heart aches, but I always knew deep down it was the truth.
I just wanted so badly that I tried to violently wish it into existence.
But her fire cannot ever be tamed just to burn one and leave the rest.
“I’m the one who owns,” she says. “And I play with whomever I fucking desire.”
She drops the bag right beside me so I can peer inside.
The contents would both scare and excite any man.
Guns. Ropes. Knives. Tons and I mean tons of toys, from dildos to vibrators, clamps and whips, to actual fucking torture devices, and I nearly whimper from the sight.
She grips my chin, forcing me to focus on her. “I want you to submit to me.”
“Yes.”
I didn’t even doubt it, and I’ve known for a very long time.
I knew it in my heart that I was meant for this.
Meant for her and all her fucked-up desires.
But it absolutely fucking terrifies me how far I’m willing to go for her.
“Good boy.” She smiles. “Prove it to me.”
My knees almost gravitate off the floor from the way she’s holding my face. “How?”
